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Subject: {ASSM} Sarah's New World -- Part 3 "Prom and Graduation" (mf)
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Sarah's New World -- Part 3 (mf)
   "Prom and Graduation"
By Alex Mitchelstork
ccErotica@gmail.com
http://ccErotica.googlepages.com/
May 7, 2007

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	On Monday morning, the day before prom, Sarah finally got the nerve
to sit at Nick's table and talk to him.  She noticed that he was
reading Eastern Standard Tribe, and used that to break the ice.
	"Is that a good book?"  Sarah asked, "I'm going down to the bookstore
tonight, I was going to either get that or something by HG Wells."
	"You don't really need to buy either of them,"  Nick replied, "Corey
Doctorow distributes his books under a Creative Commons license.  You
can read them online for free, you can even redistribute them as long
as you give credit to the author.  I'd recommend reading the first
chapter or two, then buy it if you like it.  As for HG Wells, those
books are so old that they're already in the public domain."
	"Thanks.  You probably saved me some money."
	"No problem.  If you look online you can find some music and films
under Creative Commons licenses.  Getting away from strict copyrights
is sort of a passion of mine.  I even wrote a letter to the prom
committee and got them to play John Luskey for the first song."
	"So I'm guessing you already have a date by now?"  Sarah asked.
	"No.  I haven't really asked anybody yet.  By now I'm sure most of
the girls are taken."
	"I'm not."  Sarah replied.  She'd spent almost a whole year building
up the courage to talk to nick, and it finally paid off.  When she got
home she immediately bought a dress and got ready.
	Athena High School had enough money to rent a hall rather than just
hanging streamers on the walls.  Sarah and Nick walked in the door,
and heard It's Love by John Luskey playing.  The night was, to use the
old cliche, "magical."  At the end of the night, Sarah got into Nick's
car, instead of starting it, he just looked into her eyes.
	"You are so beautiful."  Nick said, "I can understand if you want to
say no to this, but I think we should go all the way."
	Sarah didn't know what to say.  She fantasized about Nick all year,
but the truth was that she'd never even talked to him until
yesterday.  Still, there was no fighting her natural desire.
	"Do you have a condom?"  She replied.
	Nick pulled one out of his pocket.  Sarah crossed her arms as she
pulled her shirt off.  The struggled to climb over the seats and into
the back.  Nick was on top of Sarah.  When he entered her, Sarah
thought she knew what to expect, but she was full of mixed feelings.
Sarah heard that most girls feel a little bit of pain during their
first time, Sarah didn't feel any pain.  She also didn't feel much
pleasure, she was more turned on by her own naked body than Nick's.
	When they finished, they got dressed and drove home.  Sarah felt
good, but not as good as she'd thought she would.

******

	"Hey Sarah, It's Amber.  Guess what, you and I are doing the best
senior prank the school's ever seen.  Don't wear anything under your
cap and gown and bring running shoes."  Sarah deleted the voicemail.
Graduation was tomorrow, and apparently Amber was planning something.
She had one other message.
	"It's Nick.  I just got an acceptance letter from Hurst College."
She played the short message three times then saved it.  She was happy
that he got accepted, but she also knew that she was staying close to
home, she'd probably never see him after graduation.
	The next day the entire graduating class was gathered in a concert
hall near the school; the school auditorium was far too small to
accommodate the over 500 seniors.  Nick spotted her through the crowd.
	"Sarah!  I wanted to talk to you about Hurst."  He said.
	"No."  Sarah replied, "I don't want to remember this as the day we
said goodbye.  I don't want to remember this as the last day we saw
each other."  She gave him a small kiss on the lips, "That's all I
want to remember."
	Sarah turned around and walked away, failing to stop the tears.  She
found Amber, who offered her a bottle of water.  She took a drink, it
wasn't water.
	"Do you like it?"  Amber asked, "It's Strawberry Vodka.  Did you get
my message."
	"I got the message."  Sarah replied.
	"Good.  Once we have our diplomas, the class gathers in the back
room.  We're going to find each other, then both take our gowns off
and run like hell to my car.  Are you in?"
	"Sure."  Sarah replied.
	After the class got their diplomas and listened to one too many
speeches about "The limitless opportunities over the horizon" they
gathered in the back room.  Sarah and Amber got together, and Amber
started counting down from three.  Sarah saw Nick, turned toward him
and smiled.
	"Now!"  Amber shouted.
	When Sarah and Amber pulled their gowns off, some students gasped
while others applauded.  Sarah followed Amber out the door.  She
couldn't help but admire Amber's beautiful ass as she ran through the
grass into her car.  Once they got home, and put some cloths on, they
knew that in a few weeks they'd have to get ready for college.

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